<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384</id><updated>2011-07-30T12:34:34.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stickstonesandtechno</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-5320831262316418373</id><published>2010-08-19T09:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T09:46:59.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jade im sorry to hear about your nan, and whoever is saying that stuff about her is fxcking discusting!
hope your alright and ignore everything they say, i wouldnt even give them the satisfaction of answering what they say tbh, chin up x</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;thank you so much kayleigh! it means alot considering we haven't spoke since primary school! x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/JadeSaraLyons?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Go for it..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-5320831262316418373?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/5320831262316418373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2010/08/jade-im-sorry-to-hear-about-your-nan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/5320831262316418373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/5320831262316418373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2010/08/jade-im-sorry-to-hear-about-your-nan.html' title='jade im sorry to hear about your nan, and whoever is saying that stuff about her is fxcking discusting!&#xA;hope your alright and ignore everything they say, i wouldnt even give them the satisfaction of answering what they say tbh, chin up x'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-164972519164479218</id><published>2010-08-19T05:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T05:42:10.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;:O! you're fucking disgusting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/JadeSaraLyons?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Go for it..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-164972519164479218?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/164972519164479218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2010/08/still-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/164972519164479218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/164972519164479218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2010/08/still-lol.html' title='still lol'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-9098049379666626775</id><published>2010-08-18T13:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:12:11.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>loooooool is your nan Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;yeah, she died yesterday, what kind of fucking question is that, why put loooooooool? heartless dick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/JadeSaraLyons?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Go for it..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-9098049379666626775?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/9098049379666626775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2010/08/loooooool-is-your-nan-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/9098049379666626775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/9098049379666626775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2010/08/loooooool-is-your-nan-dead.html' title='loooooool is your nan Dead'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-8269123108414719750</id><published>2009-07-15T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T07:19:42.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ccc lot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alice munday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i will miss our design times with miss stewart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;your one of my &lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt; friends &amp;amp; this time next year i can honestly say i will still be saying that(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt; thats me &amp;amp; you alice munday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this is killing me just thinking of next year without seeing your smiley face to cheer me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; saying baby girl when im in tears to make me laugh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if only you knew how much you truly mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to sum it up i love you so frigging much my baby girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my only baby &lt;strong&gt;girl ever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no one could&lt;strong&gt; EVER&lt;/strong&gt; replace you i promise you that(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; you so much &lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl2zr0PVVoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FgZSNIvAO-M/s1600-h/me%26alice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358636696979461762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl2zr0PVVoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FgZSNIvAO-M/s320/me%26alice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kim mangove.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i now regret all those times i bullied you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but you know how much you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; i just &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; you so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;your one of my &lt;strong&gt;bestest&lt;/strong&gt; friends &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;swhs just wouldn't have been the same without you kimbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for all those days where charlie didnt come &amp;amp; you was there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and all of our food lessons together where we got banned for singing tinchy stryder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; you had to save me numberous times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;golly kim i hope you know i really do &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; you so so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i just hope you do come to gutho because i can't imagine school without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you always managed to make me laugh when i was down and for that i &lt;strong&gt;thank you&lt;/strong&gt; so so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i will &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; ever&lt;strong&gt; forget&lt;/strong&gt; you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; there will never be another kimbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; you with all my heart &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl20vJCUefI/AAAAAAAAAEA/L-i4DH7mUck/s1600-h/P1010090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358637853613259250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl20vJCUefI/AAAAAAAAAEA/L-i4DH7mUck/s320/P1010090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tiffany thomson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T DOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my mother &amp;amp; house captain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;can't believe&lt;/strong&gt; we are going to different schools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it &lt;strong&gt;breaks&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i will miss our form times &amp;amp; having to go get house points and having long chats about my updated life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; how we would try and miss most of science speaking to mrs hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; how you would come round my house and empty my laundry and break my front door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;golly, im gonna &lt;strong&gt;miss you silly amounts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you loved me&lt;/strong&gt; through my chavvy days of fred perry obsession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; how we went to bolougne together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with our ridiciously sized raincoats &amp;amp; cringey haircuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;romeo + juliet togetherr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was even a chav in that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t dot i hope you know how much i &lt;strong&gt;truly love you&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; am gonna miss you &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl21rNuA6II/AAAAAAAAAEI/H8TcWXLPaLA/s1600-h/me%26tiff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358638885662419074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl21rNuA6II/AAAAAAAAAEI/H8TcWXLPaLA/s320/me%26tiff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;emily watson.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;beautiful&lt;/strong&gt; emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh how we used to get up early every saturday morning to go play football with hannah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we would ignore everyone else and just stay in our little threesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you mean so much to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;form without you just wont be the &lt;strong&gt;same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you always manage to make me &lt;strong&gt;smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; we have so many &lt;strong&gt;good times together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i just will &lt;strong&gt;never ever forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;promise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when we broke into your shed and played drums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;shed times together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;golly emily theres too many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i dunno what im going to do &lt;strong&gt;without you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we &lt;strong&gt;MUST&lt;/strong&gt; stay in touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you truly are one of my &lt;strong&gt;best friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; youuuu e dot w &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl22TxdUppI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2Jvk5ahcVZc/s1600-h/emilywatson%26me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358639582450853522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl22TxdUppI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2Jvk5ahcVZc/s320/emilywatson%26me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grace richmond.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i never got to know you till this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; i wish i could have got to know you before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because your such an &lt;strong&gt;amazing&lt;/strong&gt; friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;our maci lessons will &lt;strong&gt;never be forgotten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with the hated michael norton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; our video where i die and he does some gay laugh going haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;thank&lt;/strong&gt; maci for &lt;strong&gt;bringing us together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; how everyone went on our side against michael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; we used to bully him every lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i shall truly &lt;strong&gt;miss these times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we will be &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt; for a very long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; i hope we get even &lt;strong&gt;closer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; you huge amounts graceee :) &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl22vG78v7I/AAAAAAAAAEY/WyTM8g7gcm8/s1600-h/me%26grace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358640052072923058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl22vG78v7I/AAAAAAAAAEY/WyTM8g7gcm8/s320/me%26grace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hannah pigott.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we have been good friends throughout the whole of swhs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just from football&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but we never really got close till year eight in english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you make me laugh &lt;strong&gt;uncontrolably&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; your a pretty &lt;strong&gt;amazing&lt;/strong&gt; person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the trips in paris are &lt;strong&gt;unforgettable &lt;/strong&gt;with mrs stewart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; foot tricks and your amazing socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;golly hannah looking back you've made my swhs time &lt;strong&gt;memoriable&lt;/strong&gt; (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hope we stay in touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; stay good friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because you keep my life &lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; you ever so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i shall never &lt;strong&gt;forget&lt;/strong&gt; you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SmhuNx3l09I/AAAAAAAAAEw/LnViv4uNwYs/s1600-h/me%26hannah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361656539388433362" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SmhuNx3l09I/AAAAAAAAAEw/LnViv4uNwYs/s320/me%26hannah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aidan cawrey.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;golly aidan where do i &lt;strong&gt;start&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we became good friends since paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; ever since then you've &lt;strong&gt;brightened&lt;/strong&gt; up my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;your hat &amp;amp; jackets &lt;strong&gt;kept me going&lt;/strong&gt; through paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; our silly little arguments &amp;amp; how we say sorry about two seconds later because we just can't bare to stay mad at each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you may &lt;strong&gt;bully&lt;/strong&gt; me alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but i shall &lt;strong&gt;miss&lt;/strong&gt; you so veryy much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you've made my year nine &lt;strong&gt;memoriable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i shall &lt;strong&gt;treasure&lt;/strong&gt; your picture throughout my whole life i &lt;strong&gt;promise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you mean ever so much to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;even if i am 'PUBIC HAIR OF A PENIS.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we shall always be &lt;strong&gt;bma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; you ever so much aidan reece cawrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;always &amp;amp; forever&lt;/strong&gt; maytee &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl239i2IumI/AAAAAAAAAEg/XRmuPKhcPDw/s1600-h/DSC00614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358641399594531426" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl239i2IumI/AAAAAAAAAEg/XRmuPKhcPDw/s320/DSC00614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jack burley.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you know how much &lt;strong&gt;i already miss you&lt;/strong&gt; jack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;cried&lt;/strong&gt; when you told me you were &lt;strong&gt;leaving&lt;/strong&gt; two days early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i never got to properly say &lt;strong&gt;goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but private peaceful &amp;amp; private truth shall live on&lt;strong&gt; forever&lt;/strong&gt; i swear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;our paris times &lt;strong&gt;together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;eating dinner &amp;amp; breakfast while you piss yourself laughing at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my mouse mat &lt;strong&gt;says it all&lt;/strong&gt; really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you will probably &lt;strong&gt;never understand how much&lt;/strong&gt; i am going to &lt;strong&gt;miss&lt;/strong&gt; you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; how much your &lt;strong&gt;beautiful &lt;/strong&gt;self means to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but honestly its &lt;strong&gt;ALOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; you ever so much jack burley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i will never ever&lt;strong&gt; forget&lt;/strong&gt; you &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl24oHc7D5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/syyOLo9xJo4/s1600-h/jack%26me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358642130975395730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl24oHc7D5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/syyOLo9xJo4/s320/jack%26me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mrs tezza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we had a &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but we always &lt;strong&gt;loved&lt;/strong&gt; each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you was like my &lt;strong&gt;mother&lt;/strong&gt; at school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you always looked out for me &amp;amp; stuck up for me &lt;strong&gt;no matter what&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;your not like anyone else where i could possibly bump into you in the streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or come back school and see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh no, becuase your &lt;strong&gt;gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gone to nigeria where i shall &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; see you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think thats what &lt;strong&gt;broke&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;heart&lt;/strong&gt; the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i would have never got through swhs &lt;strong&gt;without you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i just cant &lt;strong&gt;thank you&lt;/strong&gt; enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i couldn't &lt;strong&gt;wish&lt;/strong&gt; for a better form tutor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; you ever so much mrs tezza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;shall never forget&lt;/strong&gt; you i &lt;strong&gt;promise&lt;/strong&gt; you that (L) x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SmhuZvSYV2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/ntyQUCdIBDU/s1600-h/me%26mrsterry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361656744853919586" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SmhuZvSYV2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/ntyQUCdIBDU/s320/me%26mrsterry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-8269123108414719750?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/8269123108414719750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/07/ccc-lot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/8269123108414719750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/8269123108414719750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/07/ccc-lot.html' title='ccc lot.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl2zr0PVVoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FgZSNIvAO-M/s72-c/me%26alice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-920708226799013203</id><published>2009-07-15T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T03:19:38.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWHS 2005-2009.♥☼☺</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's gonna be hard to say goodbye, and i really don't want to but you know, it's just the end of one chapter in our lives, and the beggining of a brand new one. i'll miss how things always were. we've been through everything together and 'best friends forever' is something thats never ever going to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;god i dont know how i'm gonna survive at guthlaxton. swhs really does mean alot to me &amp;amp; if you saw me on the last day you would have saw how devastated i was. i was crying from dinnertime till about half three. it still hasn't sunk in yet but i know it's really gonna hit me in september. sure, gutho's good but nothing can compare to swhs. i still remember this school as if last week was my year six induction days. these four years have truly been the best years of my life. i wouldn't change one thing about it. i would do anything to go back, but i guess i cant so i've just gotta move on. i will never ever forget the good times there or the people. 10.7.09 the day i couldn't stop crying, the most emotional day of my life, the day my heart truly broke, the day my world felt like it was falling apart. all the people i've met here and sadly leaving i will never ever forget you, i promise. i love youu all xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;p.s. &lt;strong&gt;kim alice tiff emily grace hannah aidan jack &amp;amp; even mrs tezza, i shall miss you so so much &amp;amp; will love you &lt;/strong&gt;always&lt;strong&gt; &lt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl2tLQPlFOI/AAAAAAAAADw/zTXl5xoSNfw/s1600-h/9nt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358629540491236578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl2tLQPlFOI/AAAAAAAAADw/zTXl5xoSNfw/s320/9nt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-920708226799013203?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/920708226799013203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/07/swhs-2005-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/920708226799013203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/920708226799013203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/07/swhs-2005-2009.html' title='SWHS 2005-2009.♥☼☺'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sl2tLQPlFOI/AAAAAAAAADw/zTXl5xoSNfw/s72-c/9nt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-3597727415471695586</id><published>2009-07-05T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T03:38:48.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages. - Friedrich Nietzsche.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Friday night at the prom was truly the best night of my life. It breaks my heart to see so many people go. I am honestly gonna miss this school with all my heart. 2005-2009 at swhs these four years have been the best years in my life. I have never cried so much in all my life like i did on friday. This friday is gonna truly break my heart i will cry my eyes out so much. I am gonna miss you all so much &amp;amp; i will never ever forget any of you. I love you all with all my heart &lt;3&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SlCCet9cf9I/AAAAAAAAADo/5764NbSOQGg/s1600-h/jackrosiejademejessiecallumbethjoshleighton%26abbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354923421188521938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SlCCet9cf9I/AAAAAAAAADo/5764NbSOQGg/s320/jackrosiejademejessiecallumbethjoshleighton%26abbie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-3597727415471695586?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/3597727415471695586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-is-not-lack-of-love-but-lack-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/3597727415471695586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/3597727415471695586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-is-not-lack-of-love-but-lack-of.html' title='It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages. - Friedrich Nietzsche.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SlCCet9cf9I/AAAAAAAAADo/5764NbSOQGg/s72-c/jackrosiejademejessiecallumbethjoshleighton%26abbie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-5703591251963139361</id><published>2009-06-28T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T05:13:10.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love doesn't make the world go 'round; love is what makes the ride worthwhile. - Franklin P. Jones.</title><content type='html'>I feel a quilt day coming on today (: i have an essay to do today but really cba i love lying on my sofa watching disney films &amp;amp; listening to the hoedown throwdown, i blatently have a life haha ;) :P I haven't eaten since thursday, why do i do this to myself? I get myself into these kind of situations. I really don't know what to write probably because i've not long woke up and i just haven't got the energy with life nomore. In three days my american family will be arriving in urm sunny England on my fathers birthday (: On the other hand i only have six days left as swhs i will actually cry so much everyday from now on. I really need to go fosse park to get a skirt yanoe but im too fat &amp;amp; lazy for it. I'm off need sleep again haha xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-5703591251963139361?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/5703591251963139361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-doesnt-make-world-go-round-love-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/5703591251963139361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/5703591251963139361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-doesnt-make-world-go-round-love-is.html' title='Love doesn&apos;t make the world go &apos;round; love is what makes the ride worthwhile. - Franklin P. Jones.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-7495071982992662951</id><published>2009-06-27T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T09:34:27.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We need not think alike to love alike. - Francis David.</title><content type='html'>Friday was pretty good at school. At dinner James Swingler was a complete dickhead and thanks to Harry Mason for giving him what he deserved. Harry Mason didn't deserve to get put into isulation for it at all. Mrs Terry expected all the girls in our form to bring in everything for decorate a digsestive but none of us did and she was 'dissapointed' in us. She said we had till after dinner to get the stuff, what did she expect us to break out of school? &amp;amp; then at the beginning of dinner she said we had dinner to think of an idea or we will spend the afternoon in school doing work. But however she just gaves us a book stall to do that was strangely funny. Charity day is actually hilarious. I managed to get soaked from sam wilson. I went on a stall and had sponges thrown at me and a bucket poured over me i was actually drenched in my uniform. Afterschool i went hairdressers had my hair cut and highlighted then went Charlie's. I spent most of my night on my laptop being anti-social and watching films. This morning i came home monging from charlies and feel ill so im in my quilt freezing atm. Also my laptop broke this morning due to charlie &amp;amp; abbey breaking it but i've managed to fix it now thank fuck (: i better be off bye x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-7495071982992662951?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/7495071982992662951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-need-not-think-alike-to-love-alike.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/7495071982992662951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/7495071982992662951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-need-not-think-alike-to-love-alike.html' title='We need not think alike to love alike. - Francis David.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-2583659393503326203</id><published>2009-06-25T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T09:37:58.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is the expansion of two natures in such fashion that each include the other, each is enriched by the other. - Felix Adler</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today has been tiring however i have done absolutely nothing. I got really pissed off today, ughh some people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-_- In our lessons today we actually had to do lessons which was depressing buuuut english was funny with turkey neck lmfaooo! Since i got home from school i've been monging out watching tv on my sofa i really should be getting out, im such a fat ugly lazy shit. Im gonna go play football with lewis  to attempt to lose weight. Byeee xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-2583659393503326203?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/2583659393503326203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-is-expansion-of-two-natures-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/2583659393503326203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/2583659393503326203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-is-expansion-of-two-natures-in.html' title='Love is the expansion of two natures in such fashion that each include the other, each is enriched by the other. - Felix Adler'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-6433470028495577815</id><published>2009-06-24T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T10:36:39.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He is not a lover who does not love forever. - Euripides.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've started to keep up to date again :) Today was okay at school making posters for friday &amp;amp; many lessons in ICT. Today was basically a fuck about day and i loved it :D Now i'm just completely exhausted watching holyoaks &amp;amp; drinking strawberry milkshake. Looks like my dinner is ready, greaaaaaaaaat -_- better go byebye xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-6433470028495577815?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/6433470028495577815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/he-is-not-lover-who-does-not-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/6433470028495577815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/6433470028495577815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/he-is-not-lover-who-does-not-love.html' title='He is not a lover who does not love forever. - Euripides.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-5063278453625218641</id><published>2009-06-23T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T08:47:31.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who has not found the heaven belowWill fail of it above.God's residence is next to min,His furniture is love - Emily Dickinson.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Haven't really kept up to date on this have i? I was doing pretty well as well, haha. Friday night i went Andrews and it was pretty good :) Climbing over walls is always fun haha. Saturday i walked to Wigston with Laura :) &amp;amp; we went McDonalds for about two hours then got my brother to pick us up (: Saturday night i went to Freya's at about ten at night and stayed the night there. Sunday i spent the day at Charlie's having a bbq :) &amp;amp; ended up spending the night there. Yesterday was just a normal day at school. I did well in my guitar lesson though, learnt a song in one lesson(H). I spent last night till one in the morning doing my three level eight tests in preparation for this mornings maths GCSE test. This morning i woke up to Abbie &amp;amp; Rosie knocking on my door for school so i had to get ready in like five minutes haha. I spent the first two hours of school doing my maths GCSE tests which i think i did 'okay' in. I was easily amused in the test by Mr.Anderson's rage &amp;amp; i had a bitch of a cough. I'm knackered now &amp;amp; really cba to do anything. I will put a cad cam picture on (: byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee xo&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SkD4vlmaqMI/AAAAAAAAADg/tBp1auLILuQ/s1600-h/P1010085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350549853746931906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SkD4vlmaqMI/AAAAAAAAADg/tBp1auLILuQ/s320/P1010085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-5063278453625218641?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/5063278453625218641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/who-has-not-found-heaven-belowwill-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/5063278453625218641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/5063278453625218641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/who-has-not-found-heaven-belowwill-fail.html' title='Who has not found the heaven belowWill fail of it above.God&apos;s residence is next to min,His furniture is love - Emily Dickinson.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SkD4vlmaqMI/AAAAAAAAADg/tBp1auLILuQ/s72-c/P1010085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-8927822319595346708</id><published>2009-06-19T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T08:27:36.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That Love is all there is, Is all we know of Love - Emily Dickinson.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm suprised that i've managed to keep this up (: Today has been pretty crap tbh. Music was fun playing wonderwall by Oasis, it's now in my head. Today everything got to me &amp;amp; i actually hate life these days. No one could ever understand on what i'm being forced to choose between. How do i choose when both things are my life. :( I'm off this is depressing me &amp;amp; the jeremy kyle show is on &amp;amp; i need a bath for tonight. Byebye &lt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-8927822319595346708?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/8927822319595346708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/that-love-is-all-there-is-is-all-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/8927822319595346708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/8927822319595346708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/that-love-is-all-there-is-is-all-we.html' title='That Love is all there is, Is all we know of Love - Emily Dickinson.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-2397847620665988165</id><published>2009-06-18T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:46:36.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All love that has not friendship for its base, Is like a mansion built upon the sand. - Ella Wheeler Wilcox.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today has probably been the dullest day of my life. My pasta exploded in my bag so now my books &amp;amp; pencil case and shiz is covered in sausage pasta -_- I had quite an easy afternoon where all i did was watch bend it like beckham in english and take pictures in cad cam so that wasn't so bad(: I just now smell like apple juice because of some cock in year eight :@ Oh &amp;amp; nathan's jacket smells bummmm! I'm off deal or no deal is on!! xxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-2397847620665988165?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/2397847620665988165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-love-that-has-not-friendship-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/2397847620665988165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/2397847620665988165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-love-that-has-not-friendship-for.html' title='All love that has not friendship for its base, Is like a mansion built upon the sand. - Ella Wheeler Wilcox.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-5790729573758124806</id><published>2009-06-17T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T13:15:14.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoso loves, believes the impossible. - Elizabeth Barret Browning.</title><content type='html'>Today hasn't been the best of days. At break at school today i got pinned down by four boys and had moustache and monobrow drawn onto me while abbie was punching me. You wouldn't think these people are my friends. Dinner was weird as josh poured juice over me and i got accused of getting off with gm WHEN I DID NOT. I went round Freya's straight after school and we went to tesco like cool kids and just chilled. I managed to get soaked from walking to her house to the garage. Oh well haha, life moves on(: I still need to do my maths test &amp;amp; my english work but i really cba. Im off cba tbqh (: xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-5790729573758124806?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/5790729573758124806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/whoso-loves-believes-impossible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/5790729573758124806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/5790729573758124806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/whoso-loves-believes-impossible.html' title='Whoso loves, believes the impossible. - Elizabeth Barret Browning.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-3571739751255486833</id><published>2009-06-16T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T11:39:06.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into obsession, friendship is never anything but sharing. - Elie Wiesel.</title><content type='html'>Today was summer sports day. I love it but at the same time i hate it. In the morning we went to saffron lane to do the athletics side of things. I did tug of war where we came third &amp;amp; discus where i managed to hit mr anderson and still came third. In the afternoon we did cricket &amp;amp; rounders all day. I then went round charlie's and got abused by the whole family. I've now not long got home and just realised my face is actually brown. I finally have a tan, thank you sun &amp;amp; sports day. Not much more to say is there? nope. Don't you just wonder sometimes what the fuck you have done wrong to someone for them to hurt you? well i do atm. Byeeeeeeeee xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-3571739751255486833?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/3571739751255486833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/friendship-marks-life-even-more-deeply.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/3571739751255486833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/3571739751255486833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/friendship-marks-life-even-more-deeply.html' title='Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into obsession, friendship is never anything but sharing. - Elie Wiesel.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-8159823955680030184</id><published>2009-06-15T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T10:26:06.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The love we give away is the only love we keep. - Elbert Hubbard.</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day back since Paris. I was pleased to see many people &amp;amp; not so much other people. The only person i miss now is my daddy :') I love him with all my heart and i haven't saw him for about two months now. Tomorrow at school is summer sports day, i'm thrilled -_- My life isn't too exciting atm actually it's shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit. I hate life &amp;amp; i hate myself for being a fail. The simpsons is amusing me though (: i cba to write as this is just a load of crap. In a bit (: sounds chavvy? oh well, move on. xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-8159823955680030184?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/8159823955680030184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-we-give-away-is-only-love-we-keep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/8159823955680030184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/8159823955680030184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-we-give-away-is-only-love-we-keep.html' title='The love we give away is the only love we keep. - Elbert Hubbard.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-9118354594082173757</id><published>2009-06-14T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T03:36:37.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love humanity but I hate people. - Edna St. Vincent Millay.</title><content type='html'>i haven't done a proper one of these in agess. i've just been in paris for the week &amp;amp; got back yesterday. i actually love paris with all of my heart but i did miss everyone loads. i'm still knackered from it though, how can they expect us to catch up on sleep before tomorrow? i'm only going school for the people. i want to go back to paris but bring everyone i love with me. paris has taught me alot of things. it's taught me just how much i need my family and how i love them &amp;amp; my friends. also who my true friends are and those that just don't care about your feelings. I cba to do this so if you wanna ask me anything just do it haha. byeeeeeee (: xoxo&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SjTSnig2JaI/AAAAAAAAADY/GOuc1V1gy9M/s1600-h/paris+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347130234316924322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SjTSnig2JaI/AAAAAAAAADY/GOuc1V1gy9M/s320/paris+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-9118354594082173757?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/9118354594082173757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-humanity-but-i-hate-people-edna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/9118354594082173757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/9118354594082173757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-humanity-but-i-hate-people-edna.html' title='I love humanity but I hate people. - Edna St. Vincent Millay.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SjTSnig2JaI/AAAAAAAAADY/GOuc1V1gy9M/s72-c/paris+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-7349086269229968124</id><published>2009-06-04T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:53:16.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a quest and love a quarrel...- Edna St. Vincent Millay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i think i'm gonna fail this huge maths gcse crap as i get distracted all lesson i never revise or do homework so i'm clearly gonna fail express maths. There's much i could write on this but to be honest what's the point? The people i truly love i always end up fucking things up with them so they hate me &amp;amp; i never realise when i'm doing it and when they are gone there's no turning back time they're gone and the only way to live is to move on. Thing is i can't do that i can't move on my heart doesn't let me because for some stupid reason it has an idea that they will come back and my heart never gives up on that little bit of hope there is no matter how small. Lately i've not been my usual self i've betrayed people, i've hurt people, i've been a bitch and some have forgave me, some have moved on from me and them people i've lost i miss them more than anything in this world and they will never ever understand how much i regret hurting them and how much i want them back and i love them more than anything on this world. But all of that doesn't matter now because to them i am now nothing they can move on, they can live their life even without me. I'm going i shall leave you with pictures of when i met lil chris &amp;amp; luke paqualino (freddie from skins) bye.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SigJpcmZdPI/AAAAAAAAADI/0Q5HmkBF7Vc/s1600-h/freddieeeeee.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343531565531624690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SigJpcmZdPI/AAAAAAAAADI/0Q5HmkBF7Vc/s320/freddieeeeee.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SigJ8Qq2qdI/AAAAAAAAADQ/oe8Iq0VXMTA/s1600-h/lil+chrissssssssss.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343531888746605010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SigJ8Qq2qdI/AAAAAAAAADQ/oe8Iq0VXMTA/s320/lil+chrissssssssss.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-7349086269229968124?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/7349086269229968124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-is-quest-and-love-quarrel-edna-st.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/7349086269229968124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/7349086269229968124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-is-quest-and-love-quarrel-edna-st.html' title='Life is a quest and love a quarrel...- Edna St. Vincent Millay.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SigJpcmZdPI/AAAAAAAAADI/0Q5HmkBF7Vc/s72-c/freddieeeeee.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-5892498861369939599</id><published>2009-05-25T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T05:47:15.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You call it madness, but I call it love. - Don Byas.</title><content type='html'>Lee's party on Saturday was effing amazing, the best one i've had in awhile. Me and Charlie got the karoke going by singing don't you want me baby haha. We also apparently drank all the malibu, vodka and strongbow but i'm not too sure. We didn't go bed till six after speaking to the lovely jason all night. But my dad decided to come pick me up at 8 so i had to go to London in a three hour drive with the biggest monging hangover ever and completely knackered from two hours sleep. Even though i did have a good day tbf in London. I went fair and i think it was the most funniest thing ever and i tried to break my phone from the top of a ride and it even survived through that -_- Today i've been monging out all day and i realised i really need to speak to someone but i ain't gonna be seeing him in ages. I don't want to hurt anyone but i think i'm gonna have to but i need to stop dodging it before it gets worse. My day today consists of laying in the most comfortable bed watching skins series three on demand. Zanzi tomorrow with the gorgeous lil chris &amp;amp; freddie from skins. I can't wait :'D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-5892498861369939599?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/5892498861369939599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-call-it-madness-but-i-call-it-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/5892498861369939599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/5892498861369939599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-call-it-madness-but-i-call-it-love.html' title='You call it madness, but I call it love. - Don Byas.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-474213750347997636</id><published>2009-05-23T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T05:33:23.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every time we love, every time we give, it's Christmas. - Dale Evans.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So yesterday i got on with my work while being ill and the worst thing is i couldn't even go round conor's because i was so ill so now i'm not going to see him for like a whole week 'cuz he's gone on holiday :( Yesterday was probably the most depressing day of my life i've had in a long time as i found out i had the been the most stupidiest naive little shit in the whole wide world and yesterday my whole life fell apart and i couldn't bare it i mean i thought he honestly cared for me and loved me and meant it but no he loves her more and cares for her more and he didn't have the guts to tell me he was going out with her now. And i've been depressed all day today until about half an hour ago when i thought fuck him and im getting on with life and now i'm so happy but ill and i can't wait to see CHARLIE later to tell her everything i miss her so muchhhh. I need to start to get ready for charlies so byebye xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-474213750347997636?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/474213750347997636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/05/every-time-we-love-every-time-we-give.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/474213750347997636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/474213750347997636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/05/every-time-we-love-every-time-we-give.html' title='Every time we love, every time we give, it&apos;s Christmas. - Dale Evans.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-1870019886506023460</id><published>2009-05-22T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T04:13:58.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me who admires and loves you, And I will tell you who you are. - Charles Augustin Sainte-Beuve.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i'm going through a phase where i barely eat anything at all and just don't want to and it's kinda scaring me because i've became addicted to not eating and i don't even know how that's possible tbh. I'm supposed to be doing work experience but i didn't get any sleep again. My illness has came back again so i'm just monging out in bed. I haven't slept for so many nights now or eaten and i'm failing at school because i can't even think so i just end up giving up on my work, i guess this is what happens when you get your heart broken. It was my last day of school on Wednesday and it was a good day tbh (: We spent all morning doing work and crap with mr Collison but it was so funny that i didn't even care about the work. then all afternoon we had a quiz that was set out like a pub quiz with mr Henley leading it and all the p.e and french teachers helping i think i spent 99.9% of the time either laughing or screaming and the other 0.01% answering the maths &amp;amp; french questions. Mr Heritage even sang four minutes to me and dancing queen which i about pissed myself laughing at. My group was the LJ's with me, Laura, Laurie, Jamie and John; we were clealy onto a winner. We ended up coming second and won a j2o each but they didn't have a bottle opener so i tried to smash mine open on the table which i got done for so i got my keys out and tried them but i ended up spliting to off my fingers open and they wouldn't stop bleeding they still hurt now haha. Then i went round conors till about nine then i watched waterloo road twice on iplayer which i cried my eyes out at and i ended up going bed at about half one but i couldnt get sleep. Yesterday i went and watched the jeremy kyle show then sorted my bedroom out then i had a bath and walked down to school and met conor outside of school then went round his house for awhile. Today i got abused by my brother jumping on me begging me for money then forced me to go mcdonalds with him then when i got back i watched the jeremy kyle show and i haven't moved since i should be doing work but im too ill &amp;amp; i cba. I better be off before my mum gets back and realises im doing jackshit byebye xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-1870019886506023460?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/1870019886506023460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/05/tell-me-who-admires-and-loves-you-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/1870019886506023460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/1870019886506023460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/05/tell-me-who-admires-and-loves-you-and-i.html' title='Tell me who admires and loves you, And I will tell you who you are. - Charles Augustin Sainte-Beuve.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-7089427215601376240</id><published>2009-05-21T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:47:43.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my dad so much</title><content type='html'>I'm off to London :')&lt;br /&gt;Sunday i shall be off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-7089427215601376240?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/7089427215601376240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-my-dad-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/7089427215601376240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/7089427215601376240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-my-dad-so-much.html' title='I miss my dad so much'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-6755789900673425713</id><published>2009-05-19T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:03:34.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where love rules, there is no will to power; and where power predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other. - Carl Jung.</title><content type='html'>Life's all peachy to be honest at the moment :'D This week has been suprisingly well even if i do regret not doing army week as it looks so fun but you don't get called a budding florist in the army ohhhh no! career's week is so much better. Yesterday we spent all day designing and selling hats from paper haha then today i had cooking where the cooks went omg someone's food is burning and instantly sprinted over to us then i skived engineering for beauty and fashion where i ended up getting nail polish all up my arm haha. Then our group had to make a shelter in the middle of some thunderstorm in the field, nice one clifford (Y) After rolling around for abit in polythene and running round the field like a crazed physco and our attempt to make a shelter failed many times and kim wrecked it all, we all sat down and put the cover over us haha. Then i had the funniest walkng home ever with abbie it was effing hilarioussss. VAGINA VAGINA hahahahahahhahaha. Last day of school tomorrow i'm pretty happy a week and two days of pure lazyness even though conor is going on holiday for two weeks and i shall feel pretty suicidal. &lt;div&gt;Gok Sherriff is my life gashes (L)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/ShL0KK2oA4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Bmiv4hiKxys/s1600-h/effectsss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337596963936797570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/ShL0KK2oA4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Bmiv4hiKxys/s320/effectsss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-6755789900673425713?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/6755789900673425713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-love-rules-there-is-no-will-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/6755789900673425713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/6755789900673425713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-love-rules-there-is-no-will-to.html' title='Where love rules, there is no will to power; and where power predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other. - Carl Jung.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/ShL0KK2oA4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Bmiv4hiKxys/s72-c/effectsss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-713429471145317937</id><published>2009-05-14T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:07:34.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why love if losing hurts so much? We love to know that we are not alone. - C.S.Lewis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i haven't done a blog in yonks, my life's been too hectic. Not much to say tbh my life's shitter than ever i actually hate it so much. It got so bad i actually cried at school today in maths and GM has been there alot for me lately so thank you GM :') i also hate love with a passion i dont get why even though he's lied to me &amp;amp; used me i still love him more than anything but lately i've tried to hide it by saying i hate him when inside my love him is stronger than ever i just cant bare to tell him anymore. It hurts me too know he used me and lied to me, too me now love can never be happy it just brings pain and heartbreak. Today was probably the most depressing day i've ever had in my life, i just can't bare it. And i also got a yellow from Mrs Arora for 'innapropiate search engine use' i don't even know what i've dont but tbh i dont care anymore. This weekend i shall be spending my time with the Granger's my second family apart from Conor's ;) i've gotta get packing soon but i cba. I'm off anyway i cba to do this i have fuck loads of homework and revision to do but i cant even think straight so i dunno how crap its gonna be but oh well they'll live. BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-713429471145317937?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/713429471145317937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-love-if-losing-hurts-so-much-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/713429471145317937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/713429471145317937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-love-if-losing-hurts-so-much-we.html' title='Why love if losing hurts so much? We love to know that we are not alone. - C.S.Lewis.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-8434220634819738612</id><published>2009-05-01T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:25:29.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The heart has its reasons which reason knows not of. - Blaise Pascal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today was amazing (: I went and met Laura at about fiveish at carver's and we trecked to Wigston the g way when it started to 'spit' haha. By the time we was near Laura's yard it was full on raining so we proceeded to walk to a taxi firm haha. On our way we saw GM and made him ask the taxi firm how much it would cost for me &amp;amp; Laura to get a taxi from south wigston to McDonald's which is also in south wigston lmfao. We went in McDonald's for about an hour where i met MCASHLEY! &amp;amp; he bare robbed a cheeseburger for me so i called him the man of my dreams for doing this lmao. We then left mcashley be to go home (: &amp;amp; we then went to Sainsbury's and made GM wait outside lmao whilst laura bought some hair dye :) After we trecked to Tesco where we bought the best sunglasses EVER you just cant beat them. GM then left us just before we 'entered' Tesco to go home. Me and Laura spent like two hours searching Tesco and trying the raspberry jelly out ooft &amp;amp; antiseptic wipes mr men style haha. So yeah loads more happened but tbh i cba to write it but it was effing amazing (: but knackering that amount of walking was a killer for my legs lmfao and i cut my ankle open on the way to Wigston but i dont know how i did when all i did was kick myself in the ankle lol. I'm actually the most worried person ever about swine flu &amp;amp; abbie and jessie think im obsessed with it as i have all the gossip on it haha. I'm shitting it tbh. Tomorrow shall be fun round Freya's im physced tbh :D i better be off its half eleven and im already tired from all that walking. enjoy a picture of me in my orgasm glasses HAHAHAHAHHAH ;) :P night xxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330985148815954514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sft2v4IO0lI/AAAAAAAAACw/z_SgkN3dUIk/s320/star+glasses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-8434220634819738612?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/8434220634819738612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/05/heart-has-its-reasons-which-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/8434220634819738612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/8434220634819738612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/05/heart-has-its-reasons-which-reason.html' title='The heart has its reasons which reason knows not of. - Blaise Pascal.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sft2v4IO0lI/AAAAAAAAACw/z_SgkN3dUIk/s72-c/star+glasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-4584924578167547484</id><published>2009-04-30T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:11:19.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The good life is inspired by love and guided by knowledge. - Bertrand Russell.</title><content type='html'>Tbh fuck knows why i'm writing this but i'm bored and i'm pretending im doing homework to my mother. I love MTV with a passion Hogan know's best is on and i love that too. I miss so many people at this moment time but Nathan is back tomorrow!! EEEP! Today at the end of our citizenship lesson whilst watching the Kenya video i go so bored me and Gok drew all up my arm so now it says: TBH ILYSFM BMATTVE I &lt;3 GM IDST NMW I MISS NATHAN! (U) :( I &lt;3 ALICE! DICK ONEKO &lt;3 I &lt;3 KIM! CONNOR MCCALL! OOFT GM (: &lt;3 I &lt;3 KENYA I &lt;3 NANA. But we wrote the most meaningful message first ;) I LOVE L D S + MCASHLEY EVANS ! yeahh boiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! So if i die of ink poisoning atleast it was worth it ehh lmao. Oh, and when you're walking home and it stars pissing it down with rain don't think it's a good idea to take your jumper + coat off and walk home in just your shirt as your shirt will go see through. I should be doing my homework as it was due in today and i just missed the risk of getting caught i'm that g. Also my french homework is in tomorrow how joyful to do. OMG i'm not failing science i was hyped when i got told I got one of the highest scores in the class YEAH BOIII i may have screamed when i got told 8-) I honestly thought i failed that test but stuff you caldwell! HAHA. I better go do homework before the inbetweeners comes on. BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE &lt;3 xxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-4584924578167547484?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/4584924578167547484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-life-is-inspired-by-love-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/4584924578167547484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/4584924578167547484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-life-is-inspired-by-love-and.html' title='The good life is inspired by love and guided by knowledge. - Bertrand Russell.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-2214184211678741102</id><published>2009-04-30T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:18:50.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love thee, I love but thee With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold, And the stars grow old... - Bayard Taylor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I haven't done one of these for about two days so here goes. I'm physced for careers week with Gokkyy with the monsellites haha getting stabbed or shot but it will be fun (: I mean seriously who wants to do army week where uu have to do so much running daily the only good thing is the outfit tbh ennit. Careers week seems dro though i mean non uniform take your phone make up going school at 10 going canoeing and missing two days of school OOOOOOOFT. I should be doing about twenty billion homework pieces but i cba. I love Hannah Montana with a passion i'm that sad i also wanna see the film [: I'm thrilled to see 118 people on msn but i cba to speak to any of them. I've just realised how much i love Arctic Monkeys as i'm listening to all their songs. I'm thinking about life alot at the moment i get this bored and meaningful lol. I'm still deciding whether to move to London soon or stay in swine flu Leicester (: I better be off i need to do this like seven hours worth of homework tatty byeeeee [: xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-2214184211678741102?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/2214184211678741102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-thee-i-love-but-thee-with-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/2214184211678741102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/2214184211678741102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-thee-i-love-but-thee-with-love.html' title='I love thee, I love but thee With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold, And the stars grow old... - Bayard Taylor.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-1150137704458582083</id><published>2009-04-28T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:50:56.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Love and kindness are never wasted. They always make a difference. They bless the one who receives them, and they bless you, the giver."</title><content type='html'>Omg i've never been so happy in all my life lmfao. Thanks to Nathan Morris i have been laughing for about the past four hours, he just makes me piss i love him alot unoee! I do miss him from our form table as he has broke his knee, bless. And i got my apology letter back from GM which im pleased about [: Ooft thunderstorms don't you love 'em? I know i effing dooo :D While i'm writing this my mum is talking about how she would 'do' the Barcelona football goal keeper which i am about gagging from, it makes me feel more ill. I have the swine flu unoe, it's not pleasant : I have like nothing at all to write, nothing good happens in my life lol. Urmm, i'm listening to like all of  all time low's songs that are bummmm. My mum isn't gonna be too thrilled when i whip out a letter where she needs to pay £20 for a school trip and it's in for tomorrow but i better go do it now ehhh. I'm off m'dearsss byebye [: xoxoxoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-1150137704458582083?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/1150137704458582083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-and-kindness-are-never-wasted-they.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/1150137704458582083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/1150137704458582083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-and-kindness-are-never-wasted-they.html' title='&quot;Love and kindness are never wasted. They always make a difference. They bless the one who receives them, and they bless you, the giver.&quot;'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-5586578513903835128</id><published>2009-04-26T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:26:35.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is a choice you make from moment to moment. - Barbara De Angelis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm still on my sick bed or should i say sick sofa, i actually made it downstairs for the first time this weekend. Oh, and i made it out of the house only to round the corner to my grandma's but i still left the house. I think i have that swine flu unoe i honestly feel dead. I cheered up today when Charlie Caven rang me and i haven't saw her since Wednesday which makes me upset but hopefully i will see her tomorrow if i'm well enough to go anyway. I'm watching recess on disney channel as i'm so tired and this is what you get reduced to when you can't even reach the remote -_- I was supposed to do like five pieces of homework today but i've done none so therefore i shall fail english, maths, french, science and humanities, Gutho's gonna be well good then -_- Urgh my eyes keep watering for absolutely no reason and its annoying me so effing much i want to rip my own eyes out. At half ten i have to go to KFC with Scott and Lewis when i'm not even gonna be eating any of it what dicks. Tomorrow will be a week since i've eaten haha i shall have an anniversary from when i last ate how sad am i seriously. I think i should be in bed to be honest as there's no way i'm gonna be ready by half seven in the morning well to be fair i probably won't even be awake haha. I so epically fail at school i will be suprised if i pass any of my GCSE's to be perfectly honest. I'm going now 'cuz i need to get ready to go KFC effing Scott and Lewis -_- I'm gonna add a picture from one world day 'cuz the day was frigging amazing to be honest :D byebye xoxo [:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329114431577382162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfTRVzWT3RI/AAAAAAAAACo/wCdpmfhwmDU/s320/kimmegok%26jade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-5586578513903835128?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/5586578513903835128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-is-choice-you-make-from-moment-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/5586578513903835128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/5586578513903835128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-is-choice-you-make-from-moment-to.html' title='Love is a choice you make from moment to moment. - Barbara De Angelis.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfTRVzWT3RI/AAAAAAAAACo/wCdpmfhwmDU/s72-c/kimmegok%26jade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-4719989292364306806</id><published>2009-04-25T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T04:56:36.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love life and life will love you back. Love people and they will love you back.- Arthur Rubinstein.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I hate being ill so frigging much. And how the hell can i be ill since Tuesdayy grrrr. I haven't eaten since Monday which isn't a great thing as it's Saturday today. I tried eating yesterday but i just ended up throwing up when i got home, how great. So today my plan is to stay in bed all day with about 10000 cups of coffee besides me as my mum has gone work for eight hours and i've been left home alone on my sick bed. I woke up at six this morning to feeling worse so i went back sleep. At this moment in time i'm in bed freezing to death chewing on a chewee to stop myself from eating &amp;amp; listening to the script (L) Soon i may go downstairs and lounge on my sofa and watch rubbish tv all day with my quilt but to be honest i cant even be bothered to walk down the stairs i feel that ill. I miss Charlie Caven i haven't saw her since Wednesday it's very heartbreaking i miss her like a second head. I have 61 contacts online on msn &amp;amp; i cba to speak to any of them. Urgh maybe i should just give up at this moment i feel like the living dead lmfaoooo. One good thing did come out of today i spoke to my lovely father that i miss alot! I haven't spoke to him in like a week &amp;amp; he said i sound like a man on the phone or a frog/toad. Charmer isn't he. Yesterday was good even though i was ill as i got to go out with t dott &amp;amp; we saw tom &amp;amp; james [: then we walked around with alex josh leighton &amp;amp; jake for a fair bit which was fun. They're all so energetic which i don't get how any human could be that energetic probably cuz im ill &amp;amp; starving i have like no energy at all. My mum is such a gimp she bought all my favourite food knowing i can't eat it &amp;amp; i don't even want to eat it to be honest. The other worst thing apart from being dead is having no frigging credit how does my parents expect me to live with no credit?!?! I better be off 'cuz i haven't got the energy to type anymore tbh. I'm&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL322N5nRI/AAAAAAAAABo/BQxSoiKX2AQ/s1600-h/me+%26+georgia4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328593830771531026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL322N5nRI/AAAAAAAAABo/BQxSoiKX2AQ/s320/me+%26+georgia4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gonna add a pic from the spinny days 'cuz i miss these days more than anything. But i do love my life atm tbf but i still miss everyone from spinny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL5HfJCv-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Yf6Cue0o074/s1600-h/rosie+%26+me5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328595216146546658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL5HfJCv-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Yf6Cue0o074/s320/rosie+%26+me5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL5Yvn6R9I/AAAAAAAAACY/Rdn_VORXamQ/s1600-h/sam+%26+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328595512628758482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL5Yvn6R9I/AAAAAAAAACY/Rdn_VORXamQ/s320/sam+%26+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL5mdplHlI/AAAAAAAAACg/YTaWhZ2K1xI/s1600-h/johnnickmesam%26rosie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328595748322090578" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL5mdplHlI/AAAAAAAAACg/YTaWhZ2K1xI/s320/johnnickmesam%26rosie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328594116015767202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL4Hc1bPqI/AAAAAAAAABw/IrUfvT9QJxc/s320/me+%26+georgia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL4c0uQMLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2rVqpHjQbM0/s1600-h/nick+%26+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328594483205386418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL4c0uQMLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2rVqpHjQbM0/s320/nick+%26+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL4pOdV8fI/AAAAAAAAACA/XObdvwJNH2A/s1600-h/nick+%26+me3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328594696272212466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL4pOdV8fI/AAAAAAAAACA/XObdvwJNH2A/s320/nick+%26+me3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL42BUS27I/AAAAAAAAACI/NO3gfTNSdlY/s1600-h/nick+sam+%26+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328594916082899890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL42BUS27I/AAAAAAAAACI/NO3gfTNSdlY/s320/nick+sam+%26+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL5Yvn6R9I/AAAAAAAAACY/Rdn_VORXamQ/s1600-h/sam+%26+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328595512628758482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL5Yvn6R9I/AAAAAAAAACY/Rdn_VORXamQ/s320/sam+%26+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may have gone over the top on photos lmfao. but there was so many good memories :D I love you all. Look how g nick is lmao. i love youuuu all LOADS &amp;amp; LOADSSS.&lt;br /&gt;i'm off byebye [: xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-4719989292364306806?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/4719989292364306806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-life-and-life-will-love-you-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/4719989292364306806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/4719989292364306806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-life-and-life-will-love-you-back.html' title='Love life and life will love you back. Love people and they will love you back.- Arthur Rubinstein.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SfL322N5nRI/AAAAAAAAABo/BQxSoiKX2AQ/s72-c/me+%26+georgia4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-6920010522933875576</id><published>2009-04-21T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T10:21:29.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction. - Antoine de Saint-Exupery.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;School is the most crappest place in this whole world. If it wasn't for my lovely chums i wouldn't even bother going. I didn't realise how crap it was till i came back this week. I don't mind form 'cuz i have the best table in the whole class! Yep i sit next to LAURA SHERRIFF! i love her quite a huge amountt. The rest of the people are Heatherrr &amp;amp; Jackkkkkkk &amp;amp; Kaineeee &amp;amp; Nathannnnnn!! Pretty fit table i think [: First day back at school and i bare got the best table :D but then it went all downhill at dinner after i got back from my guitar lesson i burst into tears crying, dont ask me why 'cuz uu cant even begin to understanddd. Then today at school i felt ill all day and then in P.E i ran into the toilets and was sick how attractive :: then when i got home i was sick again eurgh it's sickening but for once i actually wanna go school tomorrow cuz its the whole year photo [: !! But one good thing did come out of today i had a child with my dear lesbian friend Laura and we called our daughter Jaurex!! haha how amazingg [: &amp;amp; we got to do science on the basketball court mr caldwell is much loved for doing that [: &amp;amp; mr Toward honestly having a go at me after making me walk from the top of the field to the bottom, pretty pointless realllyyyyyyyy. ohh and my team won in humanities PRU!! [: sickkk team ennit :D ahh mr Utting is back on my good side. [: that's it for now 'cuzz tbh i cba to write more hahaha [: in a bizzle my shizzle the nizzle ;) next eminem me mayteeee (H) uu want a picture of me and charlie? okayyyyy&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327195918926929298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Se4AdqyM3ZI/AAAAAAAAABg/6i0x0PUAXWw/s320/068.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ;) here's one hahahah. tatty byeeeeeee [: xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-6920010522933875576?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/6920010522933875576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-does-not-consist-of-gazing-at-each_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/6920010522933875576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/6920010522933875576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-does-not-consist-of-gazing-at-each_21.html' title='Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction. - Antoine de Saint-Exupery.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Se4AdqyM3ZI/AAAAAAAAABg/6i0x0PUAXWw/s72-c/068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-1786831890154147427</id><published>2009-04-11T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T15:47:43.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Him that I love, I wish to be free -- even from me. - Anne Morrow Lindbergh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I haven't done one of these for two days which is quite suprising tbh. It's half 11 at night and i should be in bed but instead i'm doing this [: I'm watching Alan Carr: tooth fairy &amp;amp; it's frigging hilarious. I'm monging out at home waiting for my fam to get home when they were supposed to be back at seven hmmm. I'm actually the most tired human being ever at the moment. Friday i went wicksteed park and got frigging soakingggg! no joke i was drenched. Probably didnt help with me falling in the water ehh. I can't be bothered to write all about it so if you wanna know ask me. Then yesterday me &amp;amp; the bezza went on a Jade Lezza walk [: I think i broke the tesco disabled toilet &amp;amp; me &amp;amp; Jade were walking down Garden Street in wigston when a bald guy went to us "hello girls you alright?" we replied "urm, hello?" then out of nowhere he goes "fancy sucking me off?" then we're like "no it's alright" and he was like "urm okay, fair enough" then followed us in a car weirrrrrrrdo. When we was walking off increasing speed we heard the bloke say to his mate "man they are so beautiful" which freaked us out more. We then got back to mine at like half 10 or somert like that and spent all night on the laptop talking about random crap then went sleep at half 2. I'm monged out as i haven't caught up on sleep yet. On Thursday i had my hair cut &amp;amp; its barely changed. Grr, hairdressers. Up to now i have three easter eggs one with Zac Efron on itt offterzzzz.(L) I'm so bored i cant be bothered to change my music &amp;amp; it's high school musical three. I'm feening for lemon trident chewees which are beauuute + bring back amazingg memories [: (LLLLL). I'm gonna add a photo of a guinea pig from South Park because i'm boreddddddddddddddddddddd. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323567920267112482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SeEc0WkvsCI/AAAAAAAAABI/ydHWMsiX-KE/s320/LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLLOLO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;amp; a picture of me + the bezza &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323569144315173906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SeEd7mgi3BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7cCLGmnWVRg/s320/DSC06912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i better be off bed tatty bye night night xoxo [;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-1786831890154147427?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/1786831890154147427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/him-that-i-love-i-wish-to-be-free-even.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/1786831890154147427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/1786831890154147427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/him-that-i-love-i-wish-to-be-free-even.html' title='Him that I love, I wish to be free -- even from me. - Anne Morrow Lindbergh.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SeEc0WkvsCI/AAAAAAAAABI/ydHWMsiX-KE/s72-c/LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLLOLO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-1743542775524907722</id><published>2009-04-09T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T03:31:22.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"If you have love in your life it can make up for a great many things you lack. If you don't have it, no matter what else there is, it's not enough."</title><content type='html'>I woke up way too early this morning as i went bed at three &amp;amp; woke up at nine i'm flipping knackered. I'm watching disney channel as i get so bored &amp;amp; im listening to so high from Britannia High which is pretty amazing. No one decent is on msn which kinda breaks my heart but eating iced gems back me feel better [: i should be in the bath at the moment washing my hair for the hairdressers as this is the last day of this crap hair [: i just got a text from my mum saying make me a coffee yes she really is that lazy so i replied run me a bath bitch im so nice to her haha. Because of this i only have 32p left to spend which is worth two texts its torture : I've just had to run my bath as my mother didn't keep to her side of the deal &amp;amp; now i'm munching on toast and sipping some orange juice (-: I better be off before my bath overflows i should do another one soon ;) bubi [: xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-1743542775524907722?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/1743542775524907722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-you-have-love-in-your-life-it-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/1743542775524907722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/1743542775524907722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-you-have-love-in-your-life-it-can.html' title='&quot;If you have love in your life it can make up for a great many things you lack. If you don&apos;t have it, no matter what else there is, it&apos;s not enough.&quot;'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-1251515414664329839</id><published>2009-04-08T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T15:13:21.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sd0ZXZIQSwI/AAAAAAAAABA/jwY2TAZjKPU/s1600-h/LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLLOLO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322438224294988546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sd0ZXZIQSwI/AAAAAAAAABA/jwY2TAZjKPU/s320/LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLLOLO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm sitting here whilst watching my parents are aliens, the old ones! yes the best ones! Its so old it has the blonde Sophie not the ginger wannabe one. &amp;amp; my love for Brian is strongggg, even Alice agrees ;] It's the episode where Mel stands up against the school by wearing trousers rebel! Today i had my first meal i havent had one in yonks. I had a delightful McDonalds from the charming South Wigston gang. Some chicken lark with mayo it was beaute! Which i had to munch down in like five minutes but ended chucking it as i just couldnt do it in time. I'm actually the most annoyed person in the world at the moment as ive just had a stressful talk which has made me pissed off. I miss Charlie Caven loads as she abadoned me in my time of need today but no fear i shall see her tomorrow &amp;amp; tell her all my depression thats happening in my life at the moment. I also miss my other half that is Jade Berry she's in Scarborough with her lovely family and i miss her so so so much but hopefully i shall see her on Friday when we go out (-: the song i'm listening to at the moment makes me wanna cry as its so depressing and makes me think of anyone i've ever lost. it's we're in heaven - DJ Sammy. I need a bath but as it's 11 at night i dont think thats a good idea so i shall have one in the morning just before i go hairdressers (-: At this moment in time i would give my life just to be happy as i act happy 99.9% of my life and i just want to be happy and its not an act. Im even more upset now my parents are aliens has just finished. This has took me like forty five minutes to post as i forgot to post it &amp;amp; watched depressing videos on youtube instead lol. Anyway good nightt [: xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-1251515414664329839?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/1251515414664329839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-like-falling-star-who-has-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/1251515414664329839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/1251515414664329839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-like-falling-star-who-has-finally.html' title='&quot;I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever.&quot;'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/Sd0ZXZIQSwI/AAAAAAAAABA/jwY2TAZjKPU/s72-c/LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLLOLO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-2468385608686949598</id><published>2009-04-08T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T12:12:23.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love at first sight is easy to understand; it's when two people have been looking at each other for a lifetime that it becomes a miracle. - Amy Bloom</title><content type='html'>After moaning all day about not going out, well i did haha [: &amp;amp; it was flipping amazing to be perfectly honest [: I went round Rosie's for a tad bit as we watched random crap on her tv then we walked down near to Fosse Park in some random field &amp;amp; sat there and talked. It was so free, barely anyone was there apart from me and my best bud [: After about two hours in an empty field we decided to go back to hers. After climbing down some steep random bit we had to climb a steep bit. The only things you could hold onto was stingers so i ended up with scratches all up my arm and blisters from the stings. We then walked back to hers and on the way i got asked my a nine year old chav if i had a pound to give him i said no when i had a tenner in my pocket but i wasn't giving the kid money for him to buy drugs. I then stayed round rosies for two hours where we watched loads of Britannia High episodes and now im in a Britannia High mood but i'm watching Waterloo Road [: I'm very happy as the best show ever is on &amp;amp; ive just got two dresses &amp;amp; three t shirts delivered. I also think Waterloo Road are a bit hooked on playing the Pigeon Detectives in the background but it's a good thing [: omfg i frigging love Bolton Smiley, gorgeous much? This is my last day of this crap hair as tomorrow i'm having my hair cut with short thin layers &amp;amp; my side fringe sorted out [: i'm syked. &amp;amp; im seeing my grandma who i haven't saw in yonks &amp;amp; miss terribly [: i better go now as this is way too long &amp;amp; i need hula hoops and to put some apple chapstick on [: tatty bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-2468385608686949598?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/2468385608686949598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-at-first-sight-is-easy-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/2468385608686949598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/2468385608686949598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-at-first-sight-is-easy-to.html' title='Love at first sight is easy to understand; it&apos;s when two people have been looking at each other for a lifetime that it becomes a miracle. - Amy Bloom'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-3466026258786722639</id><published>2009-04-08T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T05:53:22.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love: a temporary insanity, curable by marriage. - Ambrose Bierce.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdyZgzq7EOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/S39KZ-9Vj-o/s1600-h/HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322297648550187234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdyZgzq7EOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/S39KZ-9Vj-o/s320/HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I'm so hooked this is my third one today. Didn't you just laugh when you saw that guinea pig hahah, it's my favourite, ahh i'm so sad lol. My msn contact list has gone way down as most people are out socialising but as i can't be bothered to go out, it looks like i shall be doing this all day. [: But it's all good as Laura is keeping me company which i'm grateful for lol &amp;amp; she also got me hooked on this [: To be honest i don't know what to write. I'm bored out of my brains and i've been ill for the past few days which is never gonna be good. I'm going wicksteed park on Friday with Charlie but she's being horrible so i might not bother! [: She wouldn't even come round my house which i'm still very upset about, tonight i shall cry myself to sleep. But i've robbed all her bebo love &amp;amp; that's just the start of my evil revenge. I'm pretty hardcore right? I mean robbing bebo love ;] haha. I just went and got a nice refreshing pint of orange juice because we are out of milk, i could of cried when i realised. I miss nearly all of my family &amp;amp; friends and seeing as i cant be bothered to walk anywhere doesnt look like im gonna be seeing them anytime soon. I'm tired of waiting for the boy i love so i'm moving on to someone that's better, if i ever find one. I can't love any male more than this boy, but i'm gonna try. [: i cant think of anything else to write so i'll probably do another one in an hour 'cuz im bare obsessed you can't even imagine lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-3466026258786722639?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/3466026258786722639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-hooked-this-is-my-third-one-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/3466026258786722639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/3466026258786722639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-hooked-this-is-my-third-one-today.html' title='Love: a temporary insanity, curable by marriage. - Ambrose Bierce.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdyZgzq7EOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/S39KZ-9Vj-o/s72-c/HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-8864145337771860963</id><published>2009-04-08T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T04:40:18.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grand essentials of happiness are: something to do, something to love, and something to hope for. - Allan.K.Chalmers.</title><content type='html'>When Laura first said this was addictive i didn't believer her, now look at me i'm hooked! It's only been an hour and yet i've wrote another blog! I've been laughing through probably all of that one hour. GM has been sending me the most hysterical guinea pig pictures from south park which are now my msn display picture. I mean look at it how can you not wee yourself laughing? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322281317840466754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdyKqPCUM0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/gkhE2lAynDM/s320/HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I've also been reading the embarassing sex stories that are on fmylife.com they are hysterical aswell. Bless them all. Seeing as i have absolutely nothing to do today thanks to Charlie Caven i will probably end up posting 108104832948 blogs today [: Tomorrow i am having my hair cut which im hyped about but then im having my passport photos done for Paris which im not too thrilled about, i always end up looking like a terroist. Do you ever sometimes miss Busted? I know i do [: I'm bare listening to them now, i'm THAT cool. I could kill for company all i have is my mother and as i love her so much she's not that fun haha. I've just decided to skip Busted and i'm now listening to Say goodbye - Chris Brown which is a song i always end up getting quite upset about [: I fancy a bit of bebo love so i'm gonna hack Charlie's and give myself some [: i will probably do another blog in ten minutes if i can wait that long ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-8864145337771860963?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/8864145337771860963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/grand-essentials-of-happiness-are.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/8864145337771860963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/8864145337771860963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/grand-essentials-of-happiness-are.html' title='The Grand essentials of happiness are: something to do, something to love, and something to hope for. - Allan.K.Chalmers.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdyKqPCUM0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/gkhE2lAynDM/s72-c/HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112293790355193384.post-4242212115993980355</id><published>2009-04-08T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T03:33:16.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love? - Albert Einstein.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;To be honest i don't know why i'm doing this. Laura told me to make one so i'm just doing it for her as we were gangsters in year six. I'm writing this whilst sipping a cuppa and watching Zack and Cody on deck, thrilling life much? I'm also on msn talking to Lerray, Laura, Tiff Charlie and GM and to be honest i love them all and i'm listening to the cab 'cuz they are just plain amazing. My life's s'alright, could be way better but i can live with it like this. i have the most amazing friends ever, even though im slowly losing my bestest friend and she doesnt even realise it. The boy i'm in love with is going out with my oldest friend ever but it's okay because i've learnt to live with it and the weirdest thing is he's hurt me alot worse since but it's like i can't even feel it. This has took me about an hour to write as i couldn't be bothered and i get easily distracted. I will probably do another one of these tomorrow in a bizzle ma shizzle ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112293790355193384-4242212115993980355?l=stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/feeds/4242212115993980355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-on-earth-are-you-ever-going-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/4242212115993980355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112293790355193384/posts/default/4242212115993980355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickstonesandtechno.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-on-earth-are-you-ever-going-to.html' title='How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love? - Albert Einstein.'/><author><name>jadeade4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06143704253119637333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6A8By7hRvI/SdxvxtibIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q_eys0V4IhU/S220/all+you+ever+told+me,+lies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
